Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

Seeing this, the wild dog became even more excited and lunged to shove its way into the glutton's mouth.

At that moment, an invisible force, as if taking something from a bag, forcefully pulled the stray dog ​​back from a distance.

On the other side, an elderly man with white hair floated over as if walking on clouds.

Without any visible movement of his feet, he appeared before us in an instant.

Fan Zui's pupils contracted slightly; this old man was at least at the peak of the Formless Realm.

However, this full head of white hair looked strangely familiar.

"Who is your Excellency?"

Fan Zui was also polite, and slightly clasped his hands in greeting.

The old man smiled gently, his eyes seemingly able to contain the entire sky, deep and unfathomable.

"I'm sorry, it's my pet, named Xiaotianquan. It has a bit of a temper and is currently in heat."

"..." Taotie cursed inwardly, but remained silent on the surface.

Damn it, when you're in heat, why don't you just neuter it? Keeping this thing around is just harming yourself and others.

However, this old man is no ordinary person.

If I weren't afraid I couldn't send it, I would have swallowed it whole.

Across from him, the Celestial Hound stared at the Gluttonous Beast with eyes blazing with passion, their gazes filled with undisguised camaraderie.

Taotie felt a churning in his stomach.

I'm so miserable!

Don't stop me, I'll devour this wild dog sooner or later.

What kind of nonsense is this? And they even named it "Howling Celestial Dog."

Aren't they afraid of divine retribution?

"It's alright, it's alright." Fan Zui suppressed a laugh, glanced at Taotie, and immediately earned a roll of its eyes.

Orange covered her mouth and chuckled; this was the first time she had ever seen Taotie suffer a loss.

They were actually bullied by a stray dog.

However, this celestial dog is indeed powerful. Despite taking so many kicks, it remains energetic and unharmed.

It seems to be something from the mortal world.

And this old man...

He's no ordinary person either!

That aura and demeanor... he might be an important person.

"With the Spring Festival approaching, are you going out to shop, young friend?"

The white-haired old man smiled, seemingly intending to make friends.

The celestial dog kept howling, but was finally captured and disappeared with a wave of the old man's hand.

He's probably been locked up.

Stray dogs in heat are terrifying.

The same is true for people.

"With such an air of authority, you must be no ordinary person. May I ask your honorable name?"

Fan Zui remained vigilant.

There are quite a few people in the world who want to kill him now.

Even if someone simply goes out for a stroll, the number of people following them is no less than two.

Many powerful individuals are hiding among the crowd, waiting for their chance to make a move.

The old man before him was unfathomable, and he had to be wary.

They appeared to be having a calm conversation, but their inner energy had already reached its peak.

A thunderous strike can be launched at any time.

"My name... is not very pleasant to hear, so I'd better not mention it. We met by chance, so why bother with such things?"

However, I do know you, young friend; after all, you're a celebrity in Beijing.

The old man evaded the question and did not mention his own identity.

"I wonder if senior has any advice?"

"I heard that your ambition is to collect beauties from all over the world, preferably those with stunning looks from the Hundred Flowers List."

I now have a daughter, ranked sixth on the list of beauties, which I sincerely offer as a gift. I wonder if you, young friend, have the courage to accept her?

"..."

Chapter 222 [A Different Kind of Engagement Breakup]

Is it any more outrageous than handing over beautiful women on the street?

"Young master, is this person out of their mind...?"

Little Orange said in a low voice.

No normal person would offer a beautiful woman to a complete stranger upon meeting them.

"You little rascal, oh..."

The white-haired old man stopped speaking abruptly, as if he had noticed something.

"He might not be thinking straight. Never mind him, let's go."

Fan Zui, holding Ju Zi's hand, walked past, leaving the white-haired old man standing there, lost in thought.

After a long while, he turned around and looked at the innocent-looking girl again.

"Why does this feel so familiar..."

I feel like I've seen it somewhere before, but I just can't remember where.

Strangely, given his current level of cultivation, he shouldn't be like this.

Anything that exists in the mind can be found by searching with one's thoughts.

This is unreasonable!

Who exactly is she?

"Go and find out about the background of that girl next to him, in detail."

"Yes!"

On the street, someone responded.

No one would notice that an elderly man with white hair was missing from the bustling street; he had come and gone without a trace.

"That person was no ordinary person." Even after walking for a while, Taotie was still shaken.

It tried to spy, but was almost shaken to its core.

He was struck by lightning, his consciousness reeling.

"It's definitely not simple, otherwise, they wouldn't act so absurdly," Orange said, pouting.

She had barely managed to rescue the young master from the jaws of those wolves in the brothel, and now another wolf had delivered itself to her doorstep.

That white-haired old man didn't look like a good person at all.

She definitely wants to use her beauty to corrupt the young master's mind and body.

She always remembered the old lady's advice: cherish the young master's health and never become addicted to women, otherwise he would inevitably feel empty.

Even an iron bar can be ground into a needle.

Fan Zui turned around, but the old man was already gone.

This person must be extraordinary; he might be a big shot in the capital.

However, why he approached him remains a mystery.

The only surprising thing was that his full head of white hair was very similar to his godfather's.

It's quite rare to see someone with such a full head of white hair.

That is not due to the erosion of time or aging, but rather the result of some kind of spiritual practice.

"Forget about him. Taotie, how does it feel to be liked?"

Another critical hit.

Taotie's face darkened, wishing he could crush his Heavenly Spirit Bone.

That's just rubbing salt in the wound!

Humans are so annoying; they never let their words go unpunished, and they'll seize any opportunity to argue.